Yin Xuan, who was kissing me on the other side, heard this sentence and laughed regardless of his image.

"You, good."

The four descending tail notes made the emotions floating in Chen Zhaoheng's eyes melt in an instant, but when Anyang wanted to find out, it precipitated.

"Let's go?" Yin Xuan saw Chen Zhaoheng get up and glanced at Anyang twice in surprise. He also thought that he had called this man to accompany him to drink and have fun.

Chen Zhaoheng hadn't drunk much, so he could distinguish the teasing in his voice, and directly changed his mind, "Go out and breathe." ”

Yin Xuan watched the two of them leave one after the other, opened his lips slightly, and the smile in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a deep calm like a vast ocean.

"Yin Shao, why don't you look at me more."

Seeing that he was distracted, the woman raised her hand delicately to hook his neck, "If Yin Shao likes that one, I can too." ”

Yin Xuan's words made Yin Xuan almost laugh again, just looking at Chen Zhaoheng's abnormal behavior, he knew the particularity of Anyang's existence. There are indeed women in their circle who are out of the mud and unstained, but Anyang is a little different.

When it comes to looking at women, he is much more perceptive.

Anyang followed Chen Zhaoheng to the spacious viewing floor on the sixth floor of the hotel, with almost 360-degree floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing people to have a full view of the city's prosperity.

Rao is there no one else here, and Chen Zhaoheng is still in his pocket with one hand, and his whole body is full of indifference that no one should enter.

"Do you have anything to think of?"

Hearing Chen Zhaoheng's voice at a glance, Anyang chose to be silent in a rare way. There are too many secrets on her body, and there are many mistakes, and the first thought that pops up in her mind is that Chen Zhaoheng is testing again.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Chen Zhaoheng walked up to her, her long silver-white hair sprinkled with a gentle luster under the burning light.

The indifferent eyes are raging like a blizzard at the moment, and the gloomy gaze makes people unconsciously feel dangerous.

"No Sakura"

"Duduplicity," Chen Zhaoheng exhaled, and the faint smell of alcohol made Anyang's temples on his forehead jump, "Deliberately avoiding me." ”

found out that what he mentioned turned out to be this matter, An Yang immediately lowered his eyes, and he didn't understand.

's stuffy gourd-like personality made Chen Zhaoheng realize for the first time what it means to have nowhere to vent his emotions. No woman around him dared to snub him like this, especially after the two of them had a relationship.

Back in the box, the atmosphere inside became more and more heated because of Chen Zhaoheng's departure.

Several young and beautiful women are dancing to the beat, although Anyang has stepped into half of human society, but all he comes into contact with is the matter of licking blood from the knife edge.

Her breathing was unconsciously chaotic, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, only to see Chen Zhaoheng sitting back in his previous position.

Yin Xuan next to him was disheveled, and his originally neat hair swept his eyelids slightly messy, "Why did you go out, it seems to be impetuous?" ”

He said with a smile, and saw Chen Zhaoheng tearing off the loose clothes on his body, "I thought you were ......"

In the middle of his words, he saw the gaze in Chen Zhaoheng's eyes, and immediately sat up straight.

"Drink."

Chen Zhaoheng spoke lightly, and his eyes didn't bother to look at An Yang who was standing straight next to him.

This time, Chen Zhaoheng completely opened his chest, and the glass of wine went down his stomach, making his cheeks, which were not easy to color, float with a faint pink halo.